actually feeling good about myself

been talking to war girl, and i'm genuinely happy.we have plans to go... somewhere. i'm not sure where yet.still disoriented. we have to plan for our next year in school, and i'm drawing a blank. Seriously, it's a pretty good picture of a blank.... never mind. well, i'm done here. love ya. bye

वर girl

go to your gmail account, and chat with me. Now! i guess i need to talk to yuo

अहह!

War girl! check your email! now!

Fuck Yeah!

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if there is agod, he hates me.

i was getting off the bus, slipped on the wet stairs and landed on the mud and gravel on my ass. i scraped my knee, and my ass hurts so bad. i'm gonna go kill my self now.

:(

_@_,, lookie! it's a snail! mitchell told me some way to do it but i changed it. it's so cute...

cold, harsh, metal.

so fucking depressed, you'd think my entire family had died.You know what? i want some vodka. Right now. i want everything to be funny, like the weekends where Leeroy comes over and we all get drunk as fuck. Or the time it was Zack, Eve, Morgan, Leeroy, Mitchell and i, and we all just partied. Watching Donnie Darko, me the drunkest i had ever been, with Leeroy and Zack convincing me that Frank was watching me. At one point, i was sitting on the other side of the room, so wasted i couldnt walk, and Leeroy had me convinced that Scream was behind me. i turned, and mistaking Mitchell's trench coat for Scream, screamed. Wow. That was a fun night. wish i was home so i could fucking actually do that. i just want to get drunk and laugh. i want to talk to Leeroy. Fuck this shit.